Can’t you just see little Carol’s face on that Easter morning so long ago? I can picture her beaming parents, watching as she popped open the plastic egg and found a dead rotting chicken inside. And as she ran screaming to her bedroom, they sat down and ate all her candy. It was the best Easter ever.

This would look great with my Pumas.

The really dressy one still has the adhesive strip on the maxi-pad.